” She replied weakly. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. And life is much the same, whether taken in battle, on the couch, or by the road-side. The vengeance of the assailants did not stop here. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. She HAD cried, Ann Veronica knew. But now Ann Veronica knew what was the matter with her. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. I love the soles of your feet. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly.
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